Three hundred and fortieth chapters full competition
Murong Fu immediately began to ponder, recalling the situation of fighting against Guo Jing and Xiao Feng, "Speaking of which, I have only had a small taste of fighting with these two people, but I can also see some differences. Guo Daxia's Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon are extremely refined.
Pure, the palm force can be hard or soft, and can change as you wish, but there are not many changes in the moves."
Hong Qigong nodded slightly. Guo Jing was dull by nature and was very clumsy. He was not very good at changing moves. As for his palm strength, it was probably because he had learned the Nine Yin Manual.
Murong Fu continued: "As for Xiao Feng, his palm power is unparalleled, but his stamina is endless, and his moves are simple, as if he has integrated the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms into his whole body, each punch and one palm.
, all possess great power, comparable to the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!"
Hong Qigong's eyes widened, "How could there be such a genius in the world?"
Murong Fu nodded, "It's absolutely true!"
A flash of regret flashed in Hong Qigong's eyes. Such a person was actually a member of the Beggar Clan. He didn't know what happened, but he forced this person away. He secretly decided in his heart that Ronger should go and find out if there was a chance.
Murong Fu could guess some of the thoughts in Hong Qigong's mind, but he didn't want to say more about these things. He just talked about the doubts in his heart, "The palm technique used by the senior just now is somewhat different from that of these two people."
Different, the palm strength is extremely hard and soft, perfectly round, the moves are subtle and mysterious, and as fast as lightning. If this is also the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, then the juniors must congratulate the seniors. Such palm techniques have become perfect, and there are not many in the world.
The martial arts can be broken!"
Hong Qigong felt a little proud when he heard the previous words, but when he heard the last sentence, he was startled, "So there are several martial arts in the world that can defeat the old beggar's Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon?"
Murong Fu smiled slightly, "Young man, I dare to make a false statement. There is no truly perfect martial arts in the world. There are always martial arts that can break it!"
Hong Qigong glared, "Looking at the way you vowed just now, you seem to know what kind of martial arts can defeat my Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. Please tell me!"
Even Feng Qingyang, who was on one side, immediately stared at Murong Fu closely. You must know that in order to defeat Hong Qigong's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, he had been thinking hard for several months, but the effect was minimal.
"Young man, I'm just guessing. If there's anything I say that's wrong, please don't blame me, senior."
"The martial arts competition and the sword discussion are all about fighting with ease, and talking freely about what your mother-in-law and mother are doing!"
Murong Fu smiled coquettishly and pondered for a long time before speaking: "Dali Duan's six-meridian sword is indestructible and extremely fast. In addition, the sword technique has an inherent advantage over the palm technique, so it can be broken!"
Hong Qigong was not unhappy at all, but nodded with sympathy, "Yes, it is said that the Six Meridians Divine Sword is the best swordsmanship in the world, but it is a pity that we have no chance to meet it, let alone compete with it!"
A strange look flashed across Murong Fu's face, "In addition, the Mingjiao's magical power of suppressing the religion has been greatly shifted. Its power is unpredictable, and it may be possible to break it."
"The Sunflower Book of the Sun and Moon God Sect."
"The Dragon-Elephant Prajna Kung Fu of Western Tantric Buddhism."
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Murong Fu talked about several world-famous magic skills in succession, which made Hong Qigong's eyes sparkle again and again, "It's just other things, what kind of martial arts is the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill you mentioned? The old beggar has been walking around the world for decades, but
Never heard of it."
"There is an eminent monk in the Vajra Sect of the Western Regions, named Jinlun Dharma King. He has practiced the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu to the ninth level. He once used this magical skill against Guo Daxia's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms in Xiangyang City. It can be said that he almost did not fall behind.
According to him, this magical skill has a total of thirteen levels. It is expected that after practicing it to more than ten levels, the palm strength alone will be comparable to the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms of his predecessors!" Murong Fu briefly mentioned Jinlun Dharma King and Dragon Elephant.
A brief introduction to Prajna Gong.
Hong Qigong nodded thoughtfully, and then sighed, "These magical skills are either lost, or no one has practiced them. Even if you want to learn a few things, you will never have a chance in this life."
"Yes, especially the Six Meridians Divine Sword. I also traveled to Dali in the past, hoping to borrow this sword manual to have a look, but unfortunately I was unable to do so!" Feng Qingyang said with a look of regret.
Murong Fu suddenly chuckled, "That's not necessarily true. This junior still has a magical skill, which may be able to defeat the senior's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms."
Hong Qigong was stunned for a moment, then frowned, "Are you talking about the passage of time? This magical skill can indeed be said to have cracked the old beggar's palm technique in a certain sense, but if the old beggar's palm was used with all his strength,
Why, I wonder how much force your Dou Zhuanxing Shift can absorb and how much it can bounce back?"
Murong Fu chuckled, naturally he would not explain such a thing, and what he was talking about was not the Star Movement, "This junior is not talking about the Star Movement, but the Six Meridians Divine Sword!"
"What, you know the Six Meridians Divine Sword?" Hong Qigong and Feng Qingyang were startled and exclaimed in unison.
"Hmph, it's almost no secret that my young master knows the Six Meridians Divine Sword in the world. You guys are so called famous in the world, but you don't even know about this news!" Tingfeng curled his lips and stepped forward and said,
The tone seemed dissatisfied with the two of them for not knowing Murong Fu's reputation.
"Hahaha, okay, okay, okay, let's discuss it again!" Hong Qigong burst into laughter, said "ok" three times, and happily invited Murong Fu to discuss it again.
Feng Qingyang originally wanted to talk to Murong Fu first, but as soon as his mind changed, he had the idea of letting Hong Qigong take the lead and kept silent.
Murong Fu deliberately said that he knew the Six Meridians Divine Sword. Naturally, he wanted to take the opportunity to compete again and regain his previous position. Although he had just fought a few moves and he was only slightly behind, it still made him feel unhappy.
"Senior, be careful, this junior is going to use all his strength this time!" Murong Fu's eyes were full of fighting spirit, and his whole body was like a sharp sword, with the sword's intention reaching into the sky.
A look of surprise flashed across Hong Qigong's face. Naturally, he would not be outdone by a junior. "Just come over here!" Suddenly, a majestic aura came out of his body, and he was extremely knowledgeable.
However, he saw Murong Fu lightly reaching out his right index finger, shaking his finger at Hong Qigong, and with a "chi" sound, a line of extremely pure light blue sword energy shot out from the fingertips, looming and very fast.
Hong Qigong's heart suddenly trembled. He bent his legs slightly, drew a circle with his left hand, pushed out a palm with his right hand, drew a circle with his right hand, pushed with a palm with his left hand, and finally pushed with both hands. Even with his unparalleled internal strength,
He couldn't help but turn red, obviously not feeling relaxed.
A total of three palms, Kanglong Youhui, were superimposed on each other. As time went by, the hill-like palm force was overwhelming, facing the extremely slender sword energy in the air.
Murong Fu took a deep breath, counted the points with both hands without hesitation, and immediately shot out more than ten colorful sword energies.
"Chi chi chi" there was a rapid sound, and the sword energy hit the "hill", instantly cutting the hill into several pieces, causing a slight squeezing and popping sound to be heard in the air.
After Hong Qigong's palm force was cut into several pieces, he hit Murong Fu unabated, and Murong Fu's sword energy also continued to hit Hong Qigong. However, the sword energy and palm force of both sides had a certain degree.
of weakening.
The two of them ducked away from the place at the same time. "Bang bang bang", the force of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms hit the ground. Sparks flew out and the rocks shattered.
Tingfeng and Chuixue, who were not far away from here, saw that the situation was not good and hurriedly pulled Yue Lingshan away and retreated. Lin Pingzhi was half a step too slow, and several gravels scratched across his body. Several cuts were made on his body.
The wound is not deep.
Similarly, where Hong Qigong originally stayed, there were dozens of deep, thumb-thick holes left in the rocks.
"Is this the Six Meridians Divine Sword?" Feng Qingyang murmured with a rather complicated expression.
"What a sharp sword spirit!"
"What a powerful palm!"
Hong Qigong and Murong Fu praised each other and stepped forward at the same time.
Murong Fu's right thumb held a three-foot-long orange sword energy, which seemed like a storm was coming, giving people an earth-shattering feeling.
And Hong Qigong's big hands were wrapped in a thick layer of golden energy, like a pair of golden giant palms that had been magnified several times, with the five fingers clearly visible.
Surprise flashed across Murong Fu's face, but the Shaoshang Sword in his hand was unambiguous and he slashed down with one strike.
Hong Qigong gritted his teeth slightly and stretched out his palm to block it.
Murong Fu hesitated a little in his heart. The Six Meridians Divine Sword was as sharp as an ordinary magic weapon. If this sword fell, wouldn't it cut off Hong Qigong's hand?
At this moment of hesitation, Hong Qigong's "giant palm" met Shao Shangjian at a faster speed, and a "clang" sound was heard, like the sound of gold and iron clashing.
Murong Fu felt a huge force coming towards him. He could no longer control the Shaoshang Sword in his hand. With a "chi" sound, he shot it into the air. His heart was filled with horror. Although Hong Qigong's hands were wrapped with
The strength, after all, is still a body of flesh and blood, and it actually beats his own Six Meridians Divine Sword!
What he didn't know was that Hong Qigong was even more shocked. His ability to condense the power of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms with one hand was a secret skill that he had only realized in recent years. It was so powerful that when he encountered a real sword,
He could also pick it up with his bare hands, but now he was shocked by Murong Fu's sword energy and felt a faint pain, leaving a blood mark on his palm.
In fact, Murong Fu's Six Meridians Divine Sword is extremely sharp, but after all, it is an invisible body of sword energy. When it encounters an invisible giant palm that is also condensed with special palm power, the effect will naturally be greatly reduced. In other words, if it had just been
What Murong Fu used was an equally sharp physical magic weapon, and Hong Qigong would never be able to catch it.
After calming down the fear in his heart, Murong Fu flipped his wrist, and another sword energy condensed out, but this time it was a red mid-charge sword, slashing at Hong Qigong from the waist.
Naturally, Hong Qigong would not show weakness. The inner strength of his dantian surged, and the strength that had just been shaken by Murong Fu was replenished, and his giant palm became slightly firmer.
"Bang bang, clang clang" was heard. Both of them used their invisible energy as weapons and engaged in "hand-to-hand combat". For a moment, the palm power and sword energy flew everywhere. Tingfeng and others gradually retreated to the edge of the cliff.
If you dare to retreat further, the clouds and mist that originally surrounded the top of Luoyan Peak have already been blown away. (To be continued)